What Home Means to Me

Home means to me a place to live, sleep and share my feelings. When I think of home I think of a warm hug, I smell my mom baking banana bread. My home is safe. My home is comfy. My home is warm. I think of my bed, my big soft blanket. When I look at my house I see big brown brick standing strong and sturdy. I see my garden and I see the pretty pink flowers. They smell so sweet. In the winter my fireplace is on. I can hear the crack of the burning wood. I can just imagine myself sitting on the couch with hot chocolate, watching home alone. When I walk upstairs I can see my dad cooking dinner. It smells so good. That is what home means to me.